Chapter Seventy-Five: A Chance Encounter with a Giant Treasure

These two Great Void Yuan Realm cultivators were simply furious, and their hatred for Zhao Wuji was no less than the hatred between Liang Hongyun and Teng Hai for beheading and killing his wife.

With the experience of surviving in the Demon Beast Forest, a mountain forest like this is easy for Zao Wou-Ki, even if it takes half a month, it will not be a problem, as long as there is no accident, it will be difficult for those monks who are chasing him to find Zao Wou-ki's traces.

As night gradually fell on the seventh day, Zao Wou-Ki and the little bald donkey dragged their tired bodies to a small stream, where they drank water and washed their faces.

In the past few days, the rush and fighting have exhausted Zao Wou-ki's body to the extreme, and Zao Wou-ki's clothes are already black and red, which is the trace of blood after a long time of evaporation, and it exudes a strong smell of blood.

In the past few days, Zao Wou-Ki no longer knows how far he has run, how many fierce fights he has had with the monks who chased him, from the day he entered the forest until now, he has killed five Void Realm monks, seventeen Void Realm monks, and countless Spiritual Realm monks, which can be described as outstanding achievements, but behind the eminence, he has also paid a lot of price.

Today's Zao Wou-Ki is not only covered in external injuries, but also after repeated fierce battles, he cannot be recuperated, and the time for breathing has made his internal injuries very serious.

The monks who were chasing him would appear in front of him at any time, although the little bald donkey could sense the situation within a radius of a hundred miles, but he did not sleep day and night, ate and drank erratically, and constantly fought to the death with those monks who pursued him, and the wounds healed far from the new ones.

Zao Wou-Ki felt that if he continued like this, he would be killed sooner or later, and he had to find a way to get out.

Zhao Wuji took a sharp breath and plunged his head into the water, wanting to calm himself down with the cold stream water, and secretly thought: If the situation is serious, I don't mind using the power of the Emperor B Realm sealed by Fa Zhi in my body to wipe out all of your eight kings and calves, and you will not have a chance to cry and cry Mom!?

Zao Wou-Ki thought of only one way forward and backward, and that was poison.

Zhao Wuji gave Zhuang Huier all the poisons that he took from the Qingyi Mountain Cave Mansion, and now all he could think of was the poisonous mist in this forest, these poisonous fogs even the Void Yuan Realm monks did not dare to touch, and their toxicity was no worse than those strange poisons refined by Qingyi Mountain.

Zao Wou-Ki was going to make these poisonous mist into poison gas bombs, and then throw them at the monks who were chasing him, guaranteeing a large number of deaths.

This time, Zao Wou-Ki came to the periphery of the forest full of poisonous fog, only to see that the entire mountain forest was shrouded in a layer of gray-white mist, and under the mist, except for some strange poisonous flowers, the poisonous trees could survive, and there were no other plants in sight, and no living creatures survived.

What a strong poisonous gas. The little bald donkey came to the edge of the poisonous mist, but he didn't dare to take a step forward, and in the face of such a thick poisonous mist, even the little bald donkey with a golden body didn't dare to cross the thunder pond half a step.

And Zao Wou-Ki cultivated a body that was invulnerable to all poisons, if it weren't for the little bald donkey, he would have passed through this poisonous fog and escaped.

After Zhao Wou-Ki finished speaking, he strode forward, and after a while, his figure disappeared into the poisonous mist.

I don't know how long I walked, I saw that the poisonous fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the rich could condense into dew, and Zao Wouji's clothes were soaked with the dew turned into this poisonous atom, and his clothes were also corroded with countless small holes, which showed how terrifying the poisonous fog here was.

After walking for a while, suddenly a cold and biting cold air rushed to his face, and then Zao Wou-Ki saw a world of ice, and stepped on it, bursts of biting cold enveloped his whole body, and his whole body was soaked with damp poisonous mist and dew, and this time there was a burst of cold air, and its coldness reached the extreme, and after a while, Zao Wou-ki's body was covered with a layer of frost.

This cold, cold to the soul, cold to the bones, Zao Wou-Ki saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly used his vitality to gradually eliminate the cold in his body, and then slowly improved.

Strange to say, this area is only separated by one step, the temperature of the previous step is quite normal, but it is filled with poisonous fog, and the next step is cold and biting, and there is no poisonous gas in the air, but it is the cold and biting cold.

To Zao Wou-ki's surprise, this cold aura was not only cold and biting, but also filled with an incomparably rich aura of heaven and earth.

Zao Wou-Ki walked forward a few more times, through the layers of cold air, he vaguely saw a heroic man, only to see the man holding a gun in his right hand, his eyes looking at the distant sky, there is a majestic posture admired by the world, but more of a heroic end, tragic atmosphere.

This man is three or four meters tall, and the most striking thing is his very different eyes, his right eye has no color, some are just white pupils like ice and snow, at a glance, the cold is pervasive, and a cold intention hits, as if to freeze your whole body in the frost of ten thousand years.

His left eye, on the other hand, is the opposite of his right, and his left eye is a deep black pupil, like a black hole, capable of devouring everything in the world.

This is an ice sculpture with extremely delicate carvings and extremely realistic carvings, if it weren't for walking up to the ice sculptures, through the layers of cold air, Zao Wou-Ki would have thought it was a real person.

Zao Wou-Ki said as he wanted to reach out and touch this extremely realistic ice sculpture, but the moment he just touched the ice sculpture, the entire ice sculpture suddenly shattered and splashed ice crystals all over the sky, and the ice crystals did not fall to the ground, but swirled and danced between the jungles.

It is also strange to say that there is no wind at all in the place where it is surrounded by a group of towering giant trees, but these ice crystals are very beautiful and spin and fly, and the entire ice world around them also turns into a sky of ice crystals and swirls with the ice crystals of the ice sculpture at the moment when the ice sculpture is broken.

The center of the swirling dance of the ice crystals was Zao Wou-Ki, more precisely, the place where the ice sculpture in front of Zao Wou-Ki's eyes was shattered.

At this moment, a white jade plaque with icy cold air appeared in the place where the ice sculpture was broken, the white jade plaque was about the size of half a palm, crystal clear, and extremely bright, and as soon as this jade plaque appeared, dozens of cold netherworld cold qi shot out.

?This?? This is definitely a treasure, haha, your uncle's, finally took a shit luck.?Zhao Wouji exclaimed in surprise, and without hesitation, he put the white jade plate in a Qiankun bag.

And the moment Zao Wou-Ki put the white jade plaque into the Qiankun bag, those ice crystals and cold qi seemed to have lost their support and floated directly to the ground, making this area form an extremely beautiful snow scene.

At this moment, Zao Wou-Ki did not get too excited, but looked at the snow scene in front of him, thinking about the heroic ice sculpture just now, and sighed that the hero was at the end, and the strongest could not escape the fall.

Zao Wou-Ki put away the bag and walked back, he used the poison gas here to make gas bombs, to deal with the monks who were chasing him, but the gas bombs were available in his native earth, but he had never seen them, let alone made them himself.

Zao Wou-Ki immediately studied what kind of treasure the white jade plate he had just obtained was, and he also felt from the white jade plate that it contained the perception of the Heavenly Dao, as well as the extremely rich icy cold aura, Zhao Wou-Ki wanted to use the Heavenly Dao perception in this white jade plaque, as well as the icy cold aura in it to help him practice the third form of the Taishang Qing Xuan Sword Technique.

With Zao Wou-ki's current cultivation, it is too early to cultivate the Taishang Qing Xuan Sword Technique, but you must always give it a try, once you practice, you will have the certainty of escaping.

As soon as Zao Wou-Ki came out, he called the name of the little bald donkey.

The little bald donkey, for fear of being discovered by the enemy, hid in a giant tree, and when he saw that Zao Wou-Ki walked out safely, he immediately jumped off the giant tree and ran in front of Zao Wou-ki, and said with a grin: "Big brother, I'm here.?"

Zhao Wou-Ki smiled proudly at the little bald donkey with the treasure that could sense heaven and earth, and took the jade plate from the Qiankun bag as he spoke, and the jade card fell directly to the freezing point as soon as the air around it was dozens of meters around, and the surrounding air turned into ice crystals because of the influence of the token, and a dark cold air continued to rotate around the jade plate.

The spectacle displayed by this jade plaque made Zao Wou-Ki and the little bald donkey who saw countless treasures sigh.

I've never seen such a treasure, and I look like I'd like to have a piece of sorbet.?The little bald donkey looked at the jade plate, shouted his fingers, and drooled.

Damn, you dead bald donkey thinks about eating all day long, hurry up and show me how to use this jade brand.?Zhao Wouji rolled his eyes and said.

There are two kinds of heaven and earth treasures in the world, one is conceived by the aura of heaven and earth, and the other is artificially made.

Oh, do you know a lot.?

That's right, this was all taught to me by Uncle Miaoxuan.The little bald donkey wiped his nose and said a little proudly.

Miao Xuan is the first seat of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Zao Wou-Ki immediately recalled that when he was in the Great Compassion Temple, these five heads had all spoken to him, but this Miao Xuan was just taciturn, never spoke, just smiled at himself, and the excessive demands he made The other four heads were all angry, but Miao Xuan was very calm.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion where this Miao Xuan is located can only rank fourth in the first courtyard, two halls and two pavilions of the Great Compassion Temple, but Zao Wou-Ki feels that the head of the five seats and the other three heads are very respectful to this Miao Xuan, not to mention the same disciples, the degree of respect is even compared with the reincarnated spirit Buddha of the little bald donkey, and the little bald donkey mentions this Miao Xuan but has extra respect, they call the clear space old guy, but this Miao Xuan is called uncle, Zhao Wou-Ki feels that this Miao Xuan's status in the Great Compassion Temple is definitely very high, and this person is not simple.

Without thinking too much, Zao Wou-Ki followed the method of the little bald donkey, looking at the appearance of the token should be artificially made, the treasures bred by heaven and earth are generally rare fruits, spiritual ore gems and other things, so Zao Wou-Ki directly ingested a stream of vitality into it, but after waiting for a long time, there was no reaction.

This book was first published in Book King